This is a song about "Left"

Just to let you know, you are

I left for one summer,

Hold my tears i tried my best

'till there's nothin' left.

And i'm left for the corrections,

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

When you see the instant replay

Got nothing left to say

All the people you left behind.

Free 2pac is all that's on a nigga's mind

So, with that, we need us a plan, respect

I'm still confused about why you left

With a honey in the middle

Left you bitches there standing idle

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Your father left you for another